Trick-or-Treating, by Marjan Sierhuis

Cissy twirled in front of the mirror and giggled with delight. Her face was flushed, and her eyes sparkled with excitement. Her mother oohed and aahed, as she glimpsed her young daughter’s reflection in the hall mirror. The hours that Beth spent on the sewing machine were well worth the effort. After kissing her youngster on her rosy cheek, Beth made one final adjustment to the princess costume. Cissy then quickly grabbed her empty wicker basket with one hand, and her mother with the other. It was time to go trick-or-treating.